I saw Lost In Translation last night with Maru. Wow. I really have no words to describe how much I loved this movie. I had expectations since it has had good critics and all, but I never expected to be blown away as I was and have such an emotional response to it. I guess what I liked the most (direction, performances, soundtrack and story aside) was the fact that these two strangers that didn't expect to meet each other, ended up finding their subtexts while lost in the flamboyance of Tokio. Their relationship was handled with subtletly and beauty -- something that I highly appreciate these days. It's nice to see a simple touch can be much more powerful that the usual one-night fuck.

But at the end, you must let go -- such is life. At least they give us the treat of satisfaction and melancholy blended together, like a last kiss.